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I’m supposed to post an update from the Typhoon Bopha / Pablo but have been sidetracked by things and left it unfinished.

Anyway, two days after the typhoon hit my home town I was able to talk to my mother but before that I got a text from her and my sister with the news that everything is alright. Our house remained standing after the signal #3. According to my mom to spare herself from stress, she closed the windows and started cooking but she can hear the winds. There were 6 reported fatalities.

On the other side of the island where typhoon made landfall, victims are still waiting for relief to come by. Devastation, loss of life, source of income and simply the way of living is as such that some people left, evacuate from their homes for good. These people mostly come from Davao Oriental where livelihoods are from banana and coconut plantation.

Aside from an update from the typhoon, this is also serves as remembrance as the 1st year anniversary of Typhoon Washi / Sendong that hit Mindanao especially Cagayan de Oro and Iligan last year.

I remember it, as if it only happened yesterday. The horror of the images I saw from the people swept by the flashfloods will be forever etched in my memory.

Our ancestral home is made of wood. A typical Filipino house. And it is typhoon signal #3.

Kibawe is in the Province of Bukidnon, a landlocked province. As far as I know and the history says so, our province was never been hit by a typhoon. Ever!

And that’s why I worry. I have observed and been in a typhoon back in my university days in Manila, Philippines and no matter how or what category it is, it is pretty scary. And our ancestral home is made of wood.

Ancestral home is as old as our eldest sister, 40plus years. Signal #3, a house made of wood, a 40plus year old wood and I am at a loss for words.

I cannot even begin how to describe what I feel right now. I have been trolling the net for any news at all but due to the winds, power lines been knocked down, internet is down, cellular signals gone kaput.

All I can do is pray. Pray hard.

I prayed hard and write things down to relieve my worries. Praying that the Person up there would somehow relent and lower down the winds.